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letra de purging - young swizz

[intro]
samurai come long like python
we pop doors, they dash, no hyphen
jump out gang, give numerous knifings
we’ll up that pole, tryna close mans eyelids
i’m on the opp block tryna juice my knife
spot me a opp, i ain’t chingin’ him once
i’m doing him up with than more three times

[chorus]
purging, purging, four-door whips when the mandems lurkin’
feds want me back in xabsi, p-ssed ’cause bros on the wing like sterling
my opps act bad for the snap but they ain’t on p-ss when i see ’em in person
i can’t even call my man, “my waygon”
but for the verbal abuse, i’ll hurt him
purging, purging, four-door whips when the mandems lurkin’
feds want me back in xabsi, p-ssed ’cause bros on the wing like sterling
my opps act bad for the snap but they ain’t on p-ss when i see ’em in person
i can’t even call my man, “my waygon”
but for the verbal abuse, i’ll hurt him
[verse 1]
samurai come long like python
we pop doors, they dash, no hyphen
jump out gang, give numerous knifings
we’ll up that pole, tryna close mans eyelids
the life that i live is violent, adrenaline rush when i hear them sirens
long live susy, had a heart of a lion
my opps love chat, so the beef stays fryin’
i could never leave my friend, but i’ve seen man run off and leave their n-gga
i got put in the bin like litter, my bros on the wing, free ace, my hitter
my shawty fell in love with a driller, i got it on me when we go out for dinner
i back my blade and i stand my ground
you think that i care if your shank is bigger?

[chorus]
purging, purging, four-door whips when the mandems lurkin’
feds want me back in xabsi, p-ssed ’cause bros on the wing like sterling
my opps act bad for the snap but they ain’t on p-ss when i see ’em in person
i can’t even call my man, “my waygon”
but for the verbal abuse, i’ll hurt him
purging, purging, four-door whips when the mandems lurkin’
feds want me back in xabsi, p-ssed ’cause bros on the wing like sterling
my opps act bad for the snap but they ain’t on p-ss when i see ’em in person
i can’t even call my man, “my waygon”
but for the verbal abuse, i’ll hurt him
[verse 2]
when i buck into opps, i just lose my temper
don’t know why, i just lose my mind
i need me a mash with unlimited bells
i need me a mash with unlimited bine
bros got his and i got mine
i’m on the opp block tryna juice my knife
spot me a opp, i ain’t chingin’ him once
i’m doing him up with than more three times
i got beef with nerds (some d-ckheads)
take mash, no works
and his gyal is a slag, i don’t know what’s worst
we jump out with the man, disperse
run that down, try grab man’s shirt
this zk’s long, not little like durk
run that down, try grab man shirt
this zk’s long, not little like durk

- young swizz

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